Ancestral local tyrant system

"How could this be..." Jin Jongzhe looked at the computer screen incredulously. Fang Jueyu's operations were simply beyond the reach of humans. I am afraid that only computers can do it with precision?

Jin Zhengzhe has ten years of professional career and coaching experience, but he has never met such a person. Although it is just a game, it is enough to see Fang Jueyu's strength.

"Old Fang, strong!" Wang Cong gave a thumbs up. If Fang Jueyu showed such strength when driving in the dark before, would they overturn every time?

"Frankly, did you secretly make up your lesson?"

"Hahaha, didn't I say that, I recently recognized a teacher, he is Zhongshan Bridge Yiba, Wuhu Dasima!" Fang Jueyu said exaggeratedly.

"Wuhu Grand Sima?" Jin Zhengzhe silently wrote down the name. The students taught are already so good, so how strong will his teacher be?Is it also the e-sports expert who doesn't take fame?

"Dean Liuban!" The eyes of the ZZ team members looking at Fang Jueyu are already full of enthusiasm. If each of them has Fang Jueyu's operation and timing ability, they will definitely be able to easily sweep the entire STT team in the next game!

"Sorry, Coach Jin, this game has been handed over." Fang Jueyu said.

"How did you do it? It's not a plug-in, right?" Jin Zhengzhe thought about it carefully, but still felt that there was a problem. If Fang Jueyu's performance is only relatively good, maybe it is more real, but no skill can hit, this is true What can be done?

"Why don't we change a computer?" Fang Jueyu smiled slightly. He did use a plug-in, but the plug-in was not on the computer, but in his body. How about changing to another computer? ?

This time, Kim Jong-cheol took out Jace, a very powerful laning hero, as if to humiliate Kim Jong-cheol, Fang Jueyu actually took out the Xerath he had just used!

"This time I will definitely not lose to you again!" Jin Zhengzhe is very confident in his position, and most of Jace's skills cannot rely on the position to evade, even if Fang Jueyu's position is strong, the face There is no more advantage for him.

"Xiaoyi, is that okay?"

"Host, don't worry, even if he is walking in snakeskin, don't try to avoid half of your skills!"

As soon as the lines of the two sides fought together, Fang Jueyu gave him an accurate Q skill.But Kim Jong Chol Kim did not panic because of this, his professionalism is still quite strong.

"What a high APM!"

APM refers to the number of effective operations per minute, also known as "hand speed", which reflects the level of the player to a certain extent. The frequency of Fang Jueyu's electric shock of the mouse and the speed of switching screens are dazzling. He is only far away. Letting go of the skills does not allow Jace of Kim Jong-cheol to have any chance to touch him.

"Eat me another Q!" This skill once again hit Kim Jong-cheol with incomparable precision. At the moment when Kim Jong-cheol was busy walking, Fang Jueyu was also mixed with two Aces, which quickly consumed his blood volume again. Less than half.

QWQW, successive functions hit Kim Jong-cheol one by one. When Fang Jueyu began to accumulate energy again, Kim Jong-cheol had flashed out of Fang Jueyu's vision with the last trace of blood.

"Thinking that I would not be able to hit it?" Fang Jueyu smiled slightly, pressing and flashing at the same time during the process of accumulating power, and the skill was directly thrown out of the field of vision.

"Firstblood!"

With the bright red tone, the game was over again.

"Too strong, too strong!" Song Yi, the mid laner of Team ZZ, is full of blazing light. This is the operation he dreams of. Although he is already the top mid laner in China, he is the same as Fang Jueyu. There is still a huge gap, even almost irreparable.

"Have you taken it this time?" Fang Jueyu stood up, "Coach Jin, we don't care about your mockery of us just now, but there is a word I must tell you, this year's World Finals, our ZZ team will definitely be able to win. Get the trophy!"

Jin Zhengzhe's face blushed and blue. He really wanted to refute Fang Jueyu's words, but he had just lost to Fang Jueyu two games in a row, and he still lost without any resistance. How can the defeated army be brave?

"Huh! This is the team's world competition. At that time, the champion will still be our STT team!" Kim Jong-cheol said reluctantly, "Dare you make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?" Fang Jueyu looked at him with interest.

"Of course it is a bet on the victory of the next game!"

"What are you betting on?"

"5 million U.S. dollars!" Kim Jong-cheol said. Their team is very strong, but the funds have been scarce. In their eyes, team ZZ is a piece of fat that is flowing with oil, which can be eaten at any time.

"This bet is too small, right?" Fang Jueyu looked at him contemptuously, "It's almost the same after a tenfold increase!"

"Ten times?" Jin Zhengzhe couldn't help but glanced at Fang Jueyu. Isn't the boss of Team ZZ Wang Cong?Why does this little bench dare to say such big things?"

"What he said is as effective as what I said!" Wang Cong had no bottom in his heart, but at this time it was still a matter of face.

"We can't spend so much money." Kim Jong-cheol admitted directly, "Let's change one!"

"Well, if you lose, we don't need money!"

"What do you want?" Kim Jong-cheol asked curiously.

"I want you to cosplay as a female hero to cheer for our ZZ team finals, how about?"

"Coach, there is no such person in the ZZ team, he is not a substitute for ZZ!" Jin Zhengzhe's assistant has just checked their personnel.

"Okay!" Hearing the news, Kim Jong-cheol immediately dispelled his worries. According to the current team configuration, he never thought that his team would lose. "Then we'll see you on the court!"

Jin Zhengzhe took his players out angrily, but the ZZ team members didn't look so excited, but their faces were solemn.

They knew that Fang Jueyu was not short of this amount of money, but if he lost, it would be too disappointing to Fang Jueyu's expectations of them.

"Lao Fang, you're a little bragging!" Wang Cong sighed. Fang Jueyu's victory was a serious blow to the morale of the STT team, but what Jin Zhengzhe said was right. They only won by one. It's just offline games.

"Hehe, Pharaoh, when did you see me doing something unsure?" Fang Jueyu smiled slightly.

"This..." Wang Cong thought about it for a moment. Since he met Fang Jueyu, this guy has never been shrunken. He dares to say such things and must have his own confidence, "Do you have What baby?"

"You're right!" Fang Jueyu said confidently. At that point in time, Fang Jueyu had asked Xiao Yi to sort out all the information about the STT team, including the specific personalities of each player, good heroes, weaknesses and so on.Even the team's tactics have been thoroughly studied.

Although this is a game that tests the team's tacit understanding, and the battlefield is changing rapidly, it is difficult for everyone to get a breakthrough change in their habits and thinking. As long as all this is understood, the odds of winning will definitely be very high.

But after Xiaoyi’s analysis, everything changed from abstract to concrete, enough to allow each of them to take the biggest lead in the matchup, not to mention that they can beat the STT team 100%, as long as their games do not appear too much. His mistakes will definitely catch them by surprise!It's hard to lose!

Not only that, Xiaoyi even designed several strategies through powerful simulation capabilities, and each step of the operation was directed towards their deadly spots!This is almost a script that has been written!

"Ding Dong!" Wang Cong's cell phone rang.

"This is a tactic for the STT team. Please study it carefully!"

"Wang An, look at it, I don't understand it very well." Wang Cong clicked on the document and handed it to Wang An.

Wang An watched for more than two minutes, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face. The more he watched, the more excited the expression on his face became. Although he has not had a real contest, according to Fang Jueyu’s tactics, it is definitely extremely high. The grasp of victory!